Seven Deadly Sins Fanfiction Novels & Stories

‘Definitely not Sebastian,’ she mused, her fingers trembling slightly as she couldn’t resist the urge to read on. Sometimes, I feel a dark weight on my soul, like a curse. Maybe I am being punished now for terrible sins I committed in a past life. No sooner is one fight over than another starts. What have I ever done to deserve such betrayal and abandonment from everyone? Am I meant to be alone?

"Stronger." "But still ours," Selena added. "With all its shadows." Victor nodded. "We're not saints, Selena. Never claimed to be." "No," she agreed. "But we're better together than apart. The darkness doesn't win when we face it together." Victor's lips found hers in a kiss that still made her knees weak after all this time. "To our sinful forever," he whispered against her mouth. Selena smiled. "And every dark and beautiful day of it."

I read. I scoffed because that was never going to happen. Sinclair’s only true love was Ash, she was the Luna of this pack and even if theirs wasn’t true love, he would never get involved with someone like me who literally killed his entire pack so many years ago. It wasn’t rocket science to believe that this wasn’t going to favor me and in that moment, I knew that it was better I stopped trying completely before I lost myself to something that wasn’t even mine to begin with.

She sits for a moment longer in the dark, her hands in her lap, her expression making its way back to the version of itself that faces the world — serene, controlled, with the faint quality of untouchability that the clan elders attribute to excellent breeding and she has never bothered to correct. One sentence surfaces through everything else, settling at the bottom of her like sediment. She has known it since she was old enough to understand it. Has known it the way she knows her own name, her clan sigil, the mana resonance frequencies of her bloodline — not learned, but present. Carved into the deepest part of her, below the journal entries and the categorized fragments and the controlled

“He was so handsome, Father. Tall… strong. I sat next to him at the bus station and I told him how hot he was. I kissed him. I even tried to touch him… down there. I don’t know what came over me. I can’t stop thinking about him. The way he felt… the way he tasted. I know it’s wrong, but I keep imagining what would have happened if he didn’t stop me.” Adrian’s breathing became heavier. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat. His body was reacting against his will as she described everything in detail. He knew exactly who she was talking about. Because it was him. He cleared his throat, trying to keep his voice steady and professional. “My child… These are serious temptations. You must pray for

"Victor has Charity." Seven was across the room in a second, his arms wrapping around me. I didn't push him away this time. I collapsed into him, my forehead pressed against his chest, sobbing into the fabric of his shirt. The sexual tension that usually defined us was replaced by a desperate, jagged need for survival. "I'll kill him," Seven rasped, his hand gripping the back of my head. "I don't care about the art. I don't care about the career. I'll burn the whole world down to get her back."

The pressure was intense, forcing my head up as his thumb gripped the firm line of my chin. “It was supposed to be supervised by my son,” Matthew whispered, his breath hot and smelling of black coffee against my nose. “Now he is shot. Because of your utter stupidity. Because of you.” I tried to swallow, but the tight grip made it impossible to speak. A single tear slipped from the corner of my left eye, tracking a hot, wet path down my cheek until it hit Matthew’s thumb. He didn’t soften. Instead, he leaned closer, pinning me completely against the wall.

Her full lips was molded in a heap of red lipstick, her lower lips caught between her teeth as she battered her eyelashes at me rather innocently. “Y-you?” I choked out, looking at her again deliriously. “Fuck, Lola. Do you plan on killing me?” I groaned, rushing towards her, she has already sat up, looking up at me expectantly “Do you like it?” She asked rather innocently for someone who was easing the devil’s lingerie. “You’re going to be the death of me.” I whispered, tugging her chin upward to look at her, I held her jaw in my hands, leaning towards her rather slowly before capturing her lips with mine. It was nothing like innocent, nor was it sweet. It was shrewd and filthy. Teeth clas

Zeus said she will be freed from this curse if someone summons her continuously for three days straight after midnight before next lunar eclipse when Goddess Selene pleads for forgiveness for sabotaging Hades's work,God of Underworld. Because of her biased decision to save her loved one's life ,Hades lost two souls. Hades hated Selene for that for so long that when he got the opportunity to take his revenge he joined hands with the devil and started the war between the shifters and magic users.Devil used his dark magic to start conflicts between all supernatural creatures.Hades wanted to kill every child of Selene,the children she created by taking two souls from him.He knew the shifters wer

I was also tempted to get another good fuck here and now, in this car, but once we get, we won't be able to get over and repent from our sins. “I'm sorry to say to you, Little sis. The second you become mine, there's nothing like forgiveness or repenting….” He leaned closer, taking a spiral hair from my face, tucking it behind my ear. “Only sin. We will continue committing sins for as long as possible.” I looked into his eyes, my face inching closer towards his and our lips locked in a hot kiss. Before I could stop myself, I left my seat and sat on his laps. Thank goodness Ricky car’s glass were tinted, so we won't get caught.